I'd Rather Die

I got dirt in my mind and the sun on my shoes
I'm looking down, but still looking up
I fell behind watching all of you
But I'm better now, I'm catching up

I tried to keep my feelings high
But sometimes, I'd rather die than figure it out
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (yeah)

I got hurt in my mind, I got blood on my shoes
It's nice weather out, I don't give a fuck
I am a gospel, I got love to give
Somewhere, somehow, maybe

Lord, I tried to keep my feelings high
But sometimes, I'd rather die than figure it out
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (aye)

I got love on my mind, I'ma give it to me
I've been giving out unnecessarily
And isn't it awful that all the love you give
Is nowhere to be found, baby?

But I try to keep my feelings high
But sometimes, I'd rather die
There's good days and bad days, for real
I got a scrape on my chin that needs to heal



Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Alysa Powell
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